August 11, 2009

The Question

He slammed the door shut and stormed out. A warm smile waited for him outside. All his sorrows died away and a cool breeze swept through his heart. Smilingly he got into the cab with her.Peeking through the bedroom window, a small girl asked a teary pair of eyes"Where is daddy going, mamma?"

how do you people do it??!! i always need/want/ought to have one thousand words to express the littlest of things.. and here you are, you and a few others- champions of brevity!! where do they teach you this?? ;)excellent post amal!hugs

@ damsel in distresswow... i dont know wat to say.. im so honored to hav got such a feedback :)

heres my reply ;)@ warm smile well.. for me, no one is evil or anything..i dont hav villains in my stories.. its just that we hav our own things n it may hurt others.. in this case, they both love each other n thats it.. love can be cruel, i guess.. i tried to imply the purity of their love n ofcourse he was more free n happy with her.. though it might hav hurt others.. but thats life, isnt it?

@cool breeze,smilingly, teary... i agree, it couldve been better..

@little girl.. ur totally right.. right now im wondering why i didnt think of it.. it wudve been apt.

@ where is daddy goingi didnt totally get wat u meant, but the word limit restricted it a bit.. thats y

THANKS A TON FOR SUCH AN AWESOME COMMENTits not bitchy at all... like i said above,i want u to help me improve. uve done exactly that..thanks again :)take care

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